Chapter 1: Memory Recovery
Who am I!
A white-robed young man walked in a courtyard with his hair scattered, his eyes filled with bloodshots.
The boy looked fourteen or fifteen years old, with a delicate and good-looking face. It's just that at this time, there is red blood on the right forehead, which is constantly dripping, which looks shocking.
Yes!
A red-clothed girl who was snorting melon seeds screamed, her delicate body shook, and all the melon seeds were scattered on the ground.
The girl who was hit turned around angrily, and was about to scold a few words, but when she saw the other party, her autumn-like eyes couldn't help but stagnate.
Next to her, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl in pink saw this scene, her beautiful eyes widened, her whole body trembled, and a small flower in her hand also fell to the ground.
What did they see?
This...... What a teenager this is.
"This ...... Isn't that fool?"
The girl who pinched the flowers said subconsciously.
The girl who had been knocked over also came to her senses, and then she was shocked.
Because, the person who disgusted everyone knocked over his melon seeds, and instead of apologizing, he didn't even look at himself, and walked over like this.
It's rude, but you never want to suffer or even ...... She was savage, but she didn't respond to this, didn't scold, and didn't ...... Do it.
It seems to be instinctively felt...... Don't dare, can't muster up the courage.
This scene looks extremely weird!
Because, the madness of the other party's cloak and the bloodshed on his forehead are shocking, which makes people look at it, it is so ...... Heart tremors. In particular, those bloodshot eyes did not have the slightest vitality, and were full of a sense of dead silence.
With a delicate face, a strange temperament, and a feeling of dead silence, the whole person looks like a creature coming out of the netherworld.
This shocking scene slammed the minds of the two young girls, who just watched the young man walk by.
This is the Holy Martial Family, one of the Nine Gates of the Holy Martial Arts of the Yan Kingdom, the Gu family!
At the same time, it is also one of the nine giants in the world!
Therefore, the Gu family's garden is very large, and the entire Gu family's mansion is even bigger!
It is spring, the flowers are in full bloom, and some teenagers and girls in the clan will come here to enjoy it or exchange their cultivation experience in their spare time.
And today, as a figure walked by, the place suddenly became lively.
"This ...... Who is it?"
"Ah, he'...... Isn't he that fool?"
"Great Elder's closed disciple, Snow Thirteen?"
"What's wrong with him?"
When everyone saw that figure, their faces were full of shock, and in the huge garden, Snow Thirteen became the focus in an instant.
Because, this kind of snow thirteen is something that people have never seen before, and at this moment, they feel that there seems to be an invisible 'power' in this young man, which is terrifying.
So much so that many people didn't recognize it for a while.
"Hey, it turns out that he is Xue Thirteen, the closed disciple of the Great Elder, a fool who never knew who he was?"
I don't know who said this, and then there were many mocking voices around at once.
"I don't know where the good luck boy came from, he was brought back by the Great Elder three years ago, and he was accepted as a closed disciple. Countless heavenly and earthly treasures have been tilted on him, but until now, he has not become a martial arts master, what is the use of having a perfect physique?"
"I don't know what the Great Elder thinks. It is said that his memory can be kept for half a month at most, and then a new page will be turned in his mind, and everything before will be forgotten. What is the use of such a person, even if he has a perfect physique to wash the marrow?"
"I think he is a spy sent by the other Eight Saint Martial Sects, deliberately to drain my Gu family's resources. ”
"What's the matter with the injury on his head, it can't be Gu Meng's work again. This fool has a problem with his memory, but this time he was actually hit on the head, and it seems that something is wrong. ”
"Whatever, he's a fool, but he looks even more stupid. ”
A young man and a girl said with jealousy or indifference.
Snow Thirteen is a mysterious teenager whose origins no one knows.
Three years ago, he was seriously injured and was rescued by the high-ranking elder of the Gu family. When he woke up, he didn't know his last name. The Great Elder saw that his bones were strange, as if he had obtained a treasure, and he was overjoyed, and accepted him as a closed disciple, ranking thirteenth.
And because he had a jade plaque engraved with the word 'snow' on his waist, he named him Snow Thirteen.
But it is true that as these teenagers and girls said, his memory is problematic, and he can keep it for half a month at most, and a new page of life will be turned in his mind.
Because of this, many of the miraculous skills passed on by his master were forgotten when he turned his head.
In the face of hostile gazes and mocking words, Xue 13 was not as timid as before, and went straight through the sea of people and through this garden.
Because, his eyes are still dead and silent, and he ...... all the sounds of the outside world I didn't feel it, and even walking was subconscious.
At this moment, in Snow Thirteen's mind, only one voice echoed:
Who am I?
The voice roared in his mind like a thousand thunderbolts, absorbing all of his mind. It made him feel very uncomfortable, his soul seemed to be torn apart, and he wanted to break free, but he couldn't do anything.
At this moment, an unfamiliar picture appeared strangely in his mind, and then, more images appeared inexplicably, but they were all blurry, and he couldn't see clearly.
Xue Thirteen's soul trembled violently, and his eyes had been completely replaced by a layer of blood light, making him look even more terrifying.
Fortunately, he had already walked through the sea of people, this was a remote corner of the garden, and no one was around, so no one noticed his strange change.
There are more and more images in my mind, and they are all blurry. With each additional picture, Snow Thirteen's soul fluctuates a little stronger.
It wasn't until a moment later that he felt that when he regenerated a picture, his soul would not be able to bear to explode.
No!
Just when Xue Thirteen felt desperate, a soft white light suddenly lit up in the center of his eyebrows, which made his entire body shake, and his mind roared, all the pictures were actually clear at a very fast speed, and his soul gradually returned to calm.
At this time, the blood in the young man's eyes faded, and the dead silence in his eyes disappeared, replaced by an astonishing aura.
At this moment, Xue Thirteen seems to have undergone a transformation from the inside out, and there is a mysterious color on his body, and the whole person seems to be shrouded in layers of thick fog, which makes it difficult to see clearly.
The young man looked up into the distance, his eyes were deep, as if he wanted to see through the vast sky, see the boundless starry sky, and see a certain glorious immortal cultivation family on a certain land.
"I'm not Snow Thirteen, my name is Snow Tianjun!"
The boy muttered in a low voice, calmly uttering such a sentence.
Heavenly Monarch, Heavenly Monarch, that is the Immortals!
That's probably what the people who gave him his name expected of him.
......
In the exquisite room, the fragrant mist is curling and the purple air surrounds, making it hazy and hazy, like a fairyland.
Xue Thirteen had been lying in bed for a day, his dirty clothes had long been changed, his facial features were exquisite, and his face was clean. However, due to his injuries, he had a layer of snow-white gauze wrapped around his forehead.
What Xue Thirteen didn't know was that during this day, his master, the Great Elder, not only personally examined his injuries and bandaged his wounds, but also took good care of him all the time.
In addition, Gu Meng and several other teenagers who injured him, as well as Gu Ling'er and Gu Bing'er, the pair of pearls in the palm of the Gu family's head, were all brought over by the head of the family to apologize to him. Of course, all this is not because of how big Xue Shisan's face is, but because of his master, Gu Xifeng.
Suddenly, due to the awakening of his previous memory, Xue Thirteen, who was inexplicably unconscious, woke up.
His eyes are incomparably bright, his eyes are deep, and at a young age, there is a sense of vicissitudes.
"Uncle, what you hide is really deep and vicious enough. ”
Xue Thirteen muttered to himself, then raised his palm fingers and touched the bruises on his forehead, as if the two words just now had affected the injury and it was very painful.
In fact, the pain was not a trauma on his forehead, but a pain in his heart.
Where his fingers touched, where his eyebrows were...... There used to be a spirit, but now it doesn't.
......
People have three souls and seven souls, and the three souls are the three souls of heaven, earth, and life;
The seven spirits are the true blood of the eyes, ears, tongue, nose, body, and red and white organs, which are called the seven spirits.
The soul is the ruler of the human body, the place of spirituality and consciousness.
Spirit, that is, the body, the seven spirits are strong, the body is healthy.
And the spirit spirit is the eighth spirit derived from the seven spirits of the human body, a true blood gathered in the center of the eyebrows.
In ancient times, a great sage once said that this is a true blood bred by the way of heaven.
Ancient books record that 60,000 years ago, a world-famous strong man was born, congenitally able to communicate the origin of the avenue, the power of the world, in just a few years, he stood at the top of the world, dominating the ups and downs of the world.
It is said that this fierce man has an innate spirit.
Of course, this legend is a little too scary, the years are old, and it is difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood. But it can also be seen from this that the spirit is so rebellious and terrifying, usually tens of thousands of years may not be born.
At this time, where Snow Thirteen's fingers touched, there used to be a spirit, but now there is no more.
......
Thinking of the terrible encounter three years ago, Xue Thirteen's eyes flashed with fierceness, but the whole person quickly calmed down, and his emotions were well concealed.
"Uncle, why is all this just for the position of the ridiculous head of the family?"
The boy sat up from the bed, his slender legs on the ground, and his expression was calm and terrifying.
"Ever since you rescued me from the clutches of that evil dragon and dragged my broken body back to my family, I have sworn to protect you with my life in this life. You lightly commented on the family's "Breaking the True Scripture", and I stole my father's edict to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to copy it for you. When you encountered a bottleneck in your cultivation, I secretly wrote a will, stamped my father's big seal, and picked the Mixed Yuan Holy Fruit for you to go to the forbidden land. You need precious materials to refine the natal weapon, and I'll ......"
"As soon as you open your mouth, even if you want my spirit, I will nod immediately. ”
"I'll give Jun Mingzhu, and Jun will give me something. ”
Xue 13 whispered, thinking of the past, and thinking of the hideous and terrifying face three years ago, his heart tingled.
A fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy is just a teenager, and if someone else goes through such a miserable experience, he is afraid that he will collapse, but Xue Thirteen is so calm, as if he is just telling an ordinary thing.
The dragon has reverse scales, and when it touches it, it is angry, and Snow Thirteen's fists are clenched tightly, and the nails of his five fingers are pale colored.
"Snow Sword Injury, you just target me, but why do you have to calculate my parents? or even ...... And my big brother who I've never met?"
Xue Thirteen's face was miserable, he understood that everything before, including rescuing himself from the evil dragon, should have been planned by his uncle for many years, that is, fake.
This is a terrible man, the city is too deep, and he calculates his whole family.
"Since the sky has eyes, let me Xue Tianjun survive, one day, I will go back to clean the portal and rescue my father. Snow Sword Injury, I will make you pay ten times the price of me!"
Snow Thirteen roared in his heart!